Seven Hundred and Eighty First, Birthday

Ren Xiaosu left after eating, while Yang Xiaojin followed him, and did not catch up with Yang Anjing.

It's just that during this dinner, Yang Xiaojin didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, didn't refute Yang Anjing, and didn't refute Ren Xiaosu, just like an emotionless eating machine...

Back in their respective small courtyards, Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked through the wall: "I talk a little too much at night, and contradict your aunt like this, will you be unhappy?"

Ren Xiaosu heard the other party say: "No, because I always quarrel with her. In fact, our relationship has always been more like sisters. She is only 6 years older than me. She is my grandfather's 61-year-old daughter."

"Then your grandfather is quite powerful..." Ren Xiaosu said.

There was a sudden silence on the other side of the courtyard wall, but Yang Xiaojin was not too much influenced by Ren Xiaosu, and continued: "There is only one thing I want to explain to you tonight. In fact, she is a humane person, at least in my eyes. Is such that."

Ren Xiaosu stopped talking, he noticed that Yang Xiaojin seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory, and continued to talk to himself: "At that time, there was no family relationship in Yang's family, and no one cared about me after my father and mother had an accident. Yes, Yang Yu’an adopted me only in name to make it easier to receive the resources my father had during his lifetime, such as the old department, such as power. It was Yang Anjing who took me to and from school every day, and bought me food and sang nursery rhymes with me after school. Reading fairy tales, dancing rubber bands, and she gave me my first sniper rifle."

At this moment, the corner of Ren Xiaosu's mouth twitched slightly. It was because the style of painting in this sentence changed too quickly. The front was still jumping rubber bands, and a sniper rifle suddenly appeared behind...

The style of painting before and after is a bit inconsistent!

But Ren Xiaosu didn't interrupt. He recalled Yang Xiaojin's skill level in singing nursery rhymes and dancing rubber bands. It seemed that Yang Anjing had indeed accompanied Yang Xiaojin a lot.

I only heard Yang Xiaojin continue to say: "It was also at that time that she began to gradually become disappointed in the whole Yang family after seeing her attitude towards me. I remember that after I pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle for the first time, she said to me, Xiao Jin , This era has begun to change. I don't know why she is so persistent in wanting to eliminate nuclear weapons, and I don't know when she became the master of Anjing Temple and the master of mobs. She has become more and more busy, but my birthday I can receive gifts from her every time, and she is the only one who still remembers my birthday."

Ren Xiaosu was immediately ashamed: "When is your birthday?"

"April 18th in the Gregorian calendar," Yang Xiaojin replied. She would have been angry if it was another girl, but she was not angry, as if she simply stated something, and then asked, "What about you?"

"I..." Ren Xiaosu whispered, "I don't know my birthday."

Yang Xiaojin was obviously stunned for a moment, she was a little surprised how could anyone in this world not know her birthday?

But Ren Xiaosu said with a smile: "But someone tattooed 3.16 on the inside of my arm, just pretend I was born on March 16."

"Who did it?" Yang Xiaojin frowned.

"I don't know," Ren Xiaosu shook his head, although Yang Xiaojin couldn't see him shaking his head.

"You..." Yang Xiaojin suddenly became a little confused. In her impression, Ren Xiaosu was a home-grown refugee who grew up in Fortress Town No. 113. But who among ordinary refugees would have this kind of serial number tattooed on their arms?

So Yang Xiaojin tried hard to remember at this time, but found that Ren Xiaosu never mentioned the past.

The way they get along is weird.

No one has delved into each other's past, like two rootless duckweeds in this wasteland era, because they like each other, they depend on each other for life.

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "It's weird, isn't it? In fact, I also think it's weird. My memory...is incomplete."

"It's okay, it's not important," Yang Xiaojin said, "I'm telling you this today not to affect your opinion of my aunt. In fact, I can't understand what she is going to do now. I just explain that I can't help you tonight. The reason you spoke."

"Well, don't worry, I don't mind," Ren Xiaosu said.

According to Yang Xiaojin's personality, she would explain so much to herself only because she cared about her own feelings. Ren Xiaosu was even a little happy thinking of this.

At this time, he thought, why did the two of them talk through the wall? Why are they still separated by a wall when they are both extraordinary?

Isn't it good to have a long talk all night in the same courtyard?

Thinking of this, Ren Xiaosu was about to climb over the wall, but just as he poked his head out of the courtyard wall, he saw Yang Xiaojin holding a black sniper with one hand, and the muzzle of the black gun was pointed at his forehead. Silently ridiculed: "It's okay Ren Xiaosu, his courage is getting bigger and bigger, he deserves encouragement."

"Is that how you encouraged me?" Ren Xiaosu's face darkened.

"if not?"

"Haha, I just turned over to see if you're feeling down. I'm relieved to see that you're fine, go to bed early, good night!" Ren Xiaosu jumped back to his yard and ran to the other side to harass Jiang Xu.

Yang Xiaojin stood alone in the yard and collected the black spy. She suddenly felt that there was always a deeper loneliness hidden behind Ren Xiaosu's smile.

This kind of loneliness is not the kind where no one is with you, but being in the wasteland, looking forward and backward, but finding that you can't see your past and where you came from.

This young man is too strong, so strong that he doesn't need anyone's pity, and he doesn't even bother with others' pity.

Yang Xiaojin suddenly whispered: "I will be with you...Ren Xiaosu?"

"Ren Xiaosu?!"

At this time, Ren Xiaosu had already turned into Jiang Xu's yard...

Ren Xiaosu was strolling in the yard, he saw Jiang Xu writing something at his desk through the window, the tungsten light bulb above his head released heat and had a warm yellow light.

Jiang Xu accidentally turned his head and saw Ren Xiaosu's face pressed against the glass, almost startled him!

He said angrily, "What are you doing sneakily? Come in!"

Ren Xiaosu smiled and entered the room: "What are you writing?"

"Writing a press release about artificial intelligence, this part, I decided to write it myself," Jiang Xu explained: "I think the advent of artificial intelligence will be a revolution for the entire human being, so it is better to be cautious."

"What did you write?" Ren Xiaosu asked curiously.

"Probably just write about the changes in residents from the beginning of artificial intelligence management to the current artificial intelligence management barrier. I noticed that they are getting more and more depressed," Jiang Xu said with a smile: "Anyway, you understand Just because I'm bad-mouthing AI."

"You're still on the Wang family's territory," Ren Xiaosu curled his lips.

Jiang Xu laughed loudly and said, "Does it need to look at where you are when recording the truth?"

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There are two more chapters tonight, and Xiaoliren's character design has been posted on Weibo, and you can find it by searching Weibo for "talking elbow".

It was originally posted in the book review area, but it has not been reviewed by me after a day...